I came to audition from a small town and my ambition and wish is to one day be rich and famous. I would do everything for fame and my examiner approaches me and shows me that the path to fame and fortune is not painless and covered with roses.

I wear a scarf around my neck and she approaches me and tightens my scarf, which was initially placed at the bottom of my neck. From the of her grip my jugular veins popped out and my face is starting to blushing. I'm wheezing and tears running down my face. She lifted the headscarf high, placing it almost to my chin, and continues to grip. I... Show more